My Family Story

Long, long ago, my sister and I were playing down in the basement. I was riding my bike and my sister was playing. I was tired of playing downstairs, so I went upstairs. I saw my mom cooking, and I went to play with my toys. My sister came up and played in her room.

I had just left my father’s funeral. I was wondering where my brother Victor was. He was not at the funeral; could he just have been at home? Why would he miss our father’s funeral. So I got in my carriage and rode home. Victor was not at home. So I went to ask the people in Geneva. One woman told me that victor had left for the Arctic. I asked myself: Why would Victor leave for the Arctic? I realized that I had no family member left, I was all alone. All the money and property was supposed to go to victor because he was the oldest son. But now since he is not here to inherit it, the money was all mine. I being a teenager thought that throwing a party would be fun. But then I thought let me get settled and used to this empty home. I

My personal narrative has to do with my journey alongside my family in an event that we all faced. When I was in fourth grade my father got cancer. I am not over protective of the fact that he did, in fact I am quite open on the subject. If they haven’t forgotten, then my friends know, and classmates at the time did know. In this way it is very personal, but also a shared story. As I stated earlier, my father got cancer when I was in fourth grade. This can certainly be considered an unusual childhood. I do not think that many children have had their parents go through cancer when they were around this age. My family spent lots of time in this situation. We were open with this fact, and people had helped us. My fourth grade class

History is defined as the study of the science of humanity in the past. It's a broad subject that spans over countless people groups throughout the years that the world has been around. Even before the times we have written word history was still being made, and it is still extremely important. We tend to forget that in our average day to day lives we are still making history. That all over the globe everyone is taking part in what might be in a history book someday.

At that time it was the most logical decision that one could have made. If it were you, would you have done the same? To protect his family and to give them the opportunity of a lifetime was one thing that he, my father Yong X. Vang, would never regret doing. He is a man who for the sake of the Americans, fought in the Secret War which then led him through many hardships and guided him and his family to where they are today.

My entire life was changing and falling apart around me. In the two years since my mother had died, father had turned into a gambling womanizer. He spent most of his time looking for any woman with a dowery large enough for us to stay at Ashlake Manor. Our home was in ruins, and we had to let most of our servants go.

Everything was about to change, we wouldn’t order take-out on Sundays, it was a big deal, I was losing my best friend, the only father figure I have ever had so far. I watched him taking all of his stuff out of the apartment, I was getting more and more mad. Wasn’t our beautiful relationship enough to make him stay? I even blame myself I thought I had done something wrong, maybe wearing his clothes and leaving them all messy, I apologize and swear not to do it again, but it didn’t matter the decision was already made.

When my parents divorced, I didn’t see my father often. The memories I had of him when I was young were usually pleasant, but very few and far between. Instead, I practically lived at

The person I am interviewing for this project is my friend Richard’s mom, Mrs. Triplett. He and I have been friend since middle school, and we have an interracial friendship. He is culturally Black, and I am Vietnamese. I decide to interview his mom because I consider us to be different from each other in some key dimension. Unlike me, who am an immigrant to the United States of America, Richard’s family is native to New Orleans. His parents were born in New Orleans and they stayed in New Orleans their whole life. They been through many struggles and have seen many hurricanes. The recipe his mom decided to share with me is red beans and rice.

My immediate family includes my father Craig, mother Judy, younger sister Chloe, and myself. The heritage of my father’s family originates in Ireland and Denmark. His ancestors came to the United States around 1905. My mother’s family traveled from Germany to America in 1855. My parents married in 1994 in the Saint Patrick Catholic Church where they both grow up, in Montrose, South Dakota. Three years later, I was born at the Avera Mckennan Hospital in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Specifically, I entered the world on April 15, 1997. Six year later my family expanded by the addition of my sister. She was born in the same hospital on July 27, 2003.

My life is very common with the story I tracked my phone my dad’s phone my mom’s phone and my sisters phone. Some of the story is very similar and some of it is not similar at all.

Have you ever lost a close one, friends, family? Once you experience a loss, everything changes. It’s a life changing experience, it’s the worst feeling in the world. When losing someone, you look back and have so many regrets. You start to think “Could I have been a better person for them?”. It’s permanent, once they are gone, they are gone.

During my excessive research on my family background, I found that I had major complication learning about my history. The reason for this was because my family was brought to a country that totally wiped out my ancestor's culture. The only part I understand of my family history is slavery. We started out as slaves in when first brought to America. We were originally from West Africa. We lived in places such Nigeria, Congo, and Ghana. This was a time when we owned our land and freedom. However, around the late 1500s, the western European culture had finally discovered our deeply rooted heritage. They saw that beautiful land we had nourished, They saw the love within our community. They saw the resource we provided. They realized the strength we had as a people. Soon the western Europeans felt that needed to conquer us and our land. The wanted to prove that we're able to conquer because of the more industrialized military they had. They forced my people to move to a unformal land that conquered from another culture of people. So after arrival to the new world, the European immediately forced my ancestors to change their names. They gave us our names of our slave owners. This resulted in my ancestors to being someone's property. My ancestors worked day in and day out in the hot sun; picking cotton, building houses, growing crops and being housemaids. The European’s would soon transition into what we know today as Americans. For the next four hundred years, the Americans

I have always had this special porcupine necktie that my uncle Pete gave me which reminded him of all of the fun times we had together before I left for Arizona. I was living in a small town when the day of my life, finally came.

For me, having a big family is a lifetime full of love, happiness, and struggles. One out of the three most magnificent moments of my life, my kids and I were playing at the park and that's when I experienced love at first sight with a man named Paul. He had three daughters with him that were instant friends with my two sons. This was the day where my family grew from three to seven. I remember the very certain day in January since it is going to be our first anniversary this upcoming year of 2018. After a break up with my kid's father, I thought I'd never find a man that would love my two kids and I. Every day, I asked my grandmother, who I called Nana, up in heaven if she could send a good man my way to love and cherish my kid's and I, and then one day my she answered my prayer. When my spouse and his daughters came into my life, they filled the hole that was missing from my heart when my Nana passed away and my life felt like I was back to normal. His daughters are the little girls I always had wanted because I tied my tubes after my second son was born so I am not able to have any more children. My family of seven started in 2012 with my firstborn son, Shane.